9flights: Shoes

I always find feet photos on blogs to be rather gratuitous and personal. I mean, one person's idea of nice toes is not anothers. And oh, the horror of chipped nail polish!

But here they are, my feet. Look past them for a moment to the shoes. In a whirlwind visit to the city yesterday, I met with several women with names from Beatles songs in an undisclosed bank headquarters location in TriBeCa. Afterwards I grabbed a cab for the first time in several years and headed to another undisclosed top secret East Village location to meet Mr. 9flights. What is it with these companies and their undisclosed, top secret locations? I kid you not, this is what they call them. Anyway, after that I started walking, intending to find a good lunch spot in a window where I could watch the people walk by. But then my 4 year old high heel sandals started giving me blisters in the oddest spot, so I ducked in to David's Shoes near Union Square to check out their sale shelf. When I took off my sandals I discovered the insoles had started to shred beneath my feet.

Wow, what a boring shoe story? Why am I telling you this? Oh, well, it's all a gross justification for buying new shoes, of course. I really shouldn't be buying new shoes because I haven't actually gotten paid for any work yet, but really, my shoes were falling apart as I walked!

So I found these gladiators marked down to $25. They're awfully cute, somewhat different (and vastly different from what I can find out here in the strip malls), and don't rub me wrong anywhere, so a win/win in my book! Not sure Mr. 9flights sees it that way, but I do get a little crazy with the shoes when I'm in the city. The shoe stories I could bore you with!

But they're so cute!